You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
Like I told you in the car yesterday—wait, was that yesterday? It might have been Saturday. The days are all starting to blend together.
Oh right, I was saying something relevant.
Like I told you in the car at one point recently, I used to like this movie more than I do.
The Grinch (2000) had its moments, like the Grinch's argument with his echo, the Grinch's daily schedule, the Grinch going through the phone book, and the Grinch tampering with the mail.
Also, the Whos (other than Cindy Lou and her family) were obnoxiously loud and child me was scandalized by their partying ways (dancing and alcohol at parties! Not a single church in Whoville?!! What creepy sin-town is this?).
The funny thing is, as a my-age-year-old, I have pretty much aged into the Grinch.
You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch You really are a heel You're as cuddly as a cactus, you're as charming as an eel, Mr. Grinch You're a bad banana with a greasy black peel!
You're a monster, Mr. Grinch Your heart's an empty hole Your brain is full of spiders, you have garlic in your soul, Mr. Grinch I wouldn't touch you with a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole!
You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch You have termites in your smile You have all the tender sweetness of a seasick crocodile, Mr. Grinch Given a choice between the two of you I'd take the seasick crocodile!
You're a vile one, Mr. Grinch You're a nasty wasty skunk Your heart is full of unwashed socks, your soul is full of gunk, Mr. Grinch The three words that best describe you are as follows, and I quote "Stink, stank, stunk"!
You're a rotter, Mr. Grinch You're the king of sinful sots Your heart's a dead tomato splotched with moldy purple spots, Mr. Grinch Your soul is an appalling dump heap overflowing with the most disgraceful Assortment of rubbish imaginable mangled up in tangled up knots!
You nauseate me, Mr. Grinch With a nauseous super "naus"! You're a crooked dirty jockey and you drive a crooked hoss, Mr. Grinch You're a three decker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich with arsenic sauce!
Comments
Are you telling me people actually like this movie
this is saying something
Also, the Whos (other than Cindy Lou and her family) were obnoxiously loud and child me was scandalized by their partying ways (dancing and alcohol at parties! Not a single church in Whoville?!! What creepy sin-town is this?).
The funny thing is, as a my-age-year-old, I have pretty much aged into the Grinch.
You really are a heel
You're as cuddly as a cactus, you're as charming as an eel, Mr. Grinch
You're a bad banana with a greasy black peel!
You're a monster, Mr. Grinch
Your heart's an empty hole
Your brain is full of spiders, you have garlic in your soul, Mr. Grinch
I wouldn't touch you with a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole!
You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch
You have termites in your smile
You have all the tender sweetness of a seasick crocodile, Mr. Grinch
Given a choice between the two of you I'd take the seasick crocodile!
You're a vile one, Mr. Grinch
You're a nasty wasty skunk
Your heart is full of unwashed socks, your soul is full of gunk, Mr. Grinch
The three words that best describe you are as follows, and I quote
"Stink, stank, stunk"!
You're a rotter, Mr. Grinch
You're the king of sinful sots
Your heart's a dead tomato splotched with moldy purple spots, Mr. Grinch
Your soul is an appalling dump heap overflowing with the most disgraceful
Assortment of rubbish imaginable mangled up in tangled up knots!
You nauseate me, Mr. Grinch
With a nauseous super "naus"!
You're a crooked dirty jockey and you drive a crooked hoss, Mr. Grinch
You're a three decker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich with arsenic sauce!